look and see
a way of life
and those that stand apart
the sweating crowd of non-conformists
a faceless mass of uniformity
the men of the west
a common gleam in every eye, a common fire in every breast
from each hand is formed a clenched symbol of our resolve
we will not be governed
we will not be taught
we will not be led
an anthem rises on every tongue
with a single voice we roar
I AM AN INDIVIDUAL
For those with ears to hear
a wisp of truth
only just beyond the grip of rebellious fists
a whisper that nears the paean of the crowd
yet could not be further from it
a revolt within
2 comments:
Great stuff brother..."from each hand is formed a clenched symbol of our resolve" - very well put, keep it coming.
Thank you for the entertainment.Love those puffy clouds...so sweet and lovely:) Kisses and hugs, darling
i will be much missed.
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